he
he
togetherness

high
low
yo-yo

waiting
sorrow
longing

night
heat
desire

scream
stop
breathe

sunshine
laughter
happiness

grey
grey
red

end
beginning
midlife

storm
sunshine
relationship

music
rhythm
power

you
me
harmony

listen
understand
smile

piano
music
joy

hipp
hopp
flop

night
tea
calmness

pizza
memories
happiness

she can hear the bell
striking twelve times
another day has passed
with another opportunity missed
she cannot sleep
and wonders
if the same
will happen today
or will she have the strength to do
what she should have done
a long time ago

The rain is keeping me awake
In the middle of the night
I am all on my own
In a foreign town

Then the church bell rings
Twelve times
Welcoming the magical hour
When everything is possible

I sense that I am not alone anymore
You are here now
Holding me in your arms
I feel the warmth of your body
And fall asleep assured

Gods live in mighty old trees
he said and smiled
when he saw
my disbelief.

I shall show you
he responded
took my hand
and began to walk.

Then he suddenly stopped
and pointed to a tree.
This is the mighty old tree
I wanted to show you.

I was surprised
as I had walked
past this tree many times
and had noticed nothing.

Lean against the tree,
close your eyes
and listen
he suggested.

Still uncertain
I leant against the tree
closed my eyes
listened
and understood.

Blue Sky
White Clouds
Yellow Sun
Happy Mind

Grey Sky
Black Clouds
Hidden Sun
Sorrowed Mind

I like looking at your eyes.
They say eyes are the mirror
of a person’s soul.

I can see love, passion, caring
and tenderness in your eyes
and a desire to explore
the joys of life with me.

I know
you are the right man for me.

When I look into the mirror
with my eyes closed
I can see you
standing next to me
strong and purposeful.

I lean my head
against your shoulder
and feel safe and secure.

But when I look into the mirror
with my eyes open
I am all on my own.

do you miss him
she asks
I do not know
I answer
as I enjoy
spending time
with myself

I watch her mixing colours
carefully thoughtfully
deliberately
red yellow and blue
a rainbow emerges
flowers and mountains
desires and dreams
of a person forgotten
and hurt by him
who has no right
to make her suffer.

sitting on the bed
worrying about sleeping
dreams can be so bad

rushing home from work
tired, hungry and depressed
joyless life for me

he has left the house
she just cannot understand
why he broke their bond

endless thoughts again
dark night and still awake
will this ever end

weekend means me time
reading, painting and hot baths
fun and joy and play

drinking tea with you
in a cafe by the sea
discussing divorce

apple and mint tea
white cat sleeping on my chair
no need to worry

pizza and pasta
memories of holidays
smiles and happiness

When I look at the moon at midnight I am reassured.
I sense your presence even if you are not here.
The light of the moon unites us
and I anticipate the pleasure of listening to your voice again.

sunshine
you
perfect

green, clean, ice-cold water
running over
white, round pebbles

always the same
and always changing
just like my life

fixing her gaze
on the flame
of the candle
she begins to
dream

it is always
the same dream

she is the heroine
who every time
miraculously
ends up with
mr right

she blows
the candle out

she puts on
a beautiful dress
brushes her hair
and leaves
the house

she has decided
to stop dreaming

You wonder
why she left you
for a drummer

Could it be
that she likes music
and you do not

green eyes
black fur
pink tongue
calming purr
black nose
happy stroll
gentle paws
I love it all

why are you
going part-time
she asks
not being able
to understand
my decision

I smile at her
as I explain
that I want
to have time
to do work
I believe in

red is my favourite colour
as it reminds me of
cherries and roses
sweetness and love
warmth and belonging
desire and joy
red is my favourite colour
as it reminds me of you

black nose and pink nose
green eyes and blue eyes
black coat and white coat
short hair and long hair

curiousness and playfulness
sleepiness and calmness
liveliness and eagerness
Kurotan and Shirotan

you have to find
your own voice
he said to me
but he did not tell me
where to start looking

why are your poems so short
he asks

my answer
a smile

you are as old
as I was
when you get married

will you also be
as old as I was
when you get divorced?

you urge me
to let go of my fears
to be myself  and
live my dreams

I wonder
if you would still love me
if I really was myself
and not just your idea of myself

I have always loved my sister.
I love my sister.
I will always love my sister.

I have always worried about my sister.
I worry about my sister.
I will always worry about my sister.

I have always laughed with my sister.
I no longer laugh with my sister.
Will I ever laugh with my sister again?

I look at you and wonder
why our roles have changed
but just when I begin to worry
you hug me and smile
I can feel your love
reaching my soul
and making it dance with joy
and I understand
that it does not matter
if our roles have changed
as long as the love
we have for each other
has stayed the same

what is your style
she asks

what is my style
I wonder

dark night
she cannot
sleep
her thoughts
are like
a spider’s net
trapping
her soul
no escape
from the
never ending
question
she
cannot
answer:
when will
it be my turn
to find joy
in what
I do?

How shall I concentrate when all these images
move past my eyes like on a never-ending conveyor belt:
   Lips so red and eyes so tempting
   ******* so full and so inviting
   Luring you away from me
   Smiles that promise much
   But mean so little
   And a voice as sweet as Lorelei
   Come into my arms delicious boy
   And I see you fall
   I see you fall
   Passionately fall for it…
   Lips so red and eyes so tempting
   ******* so full and so inviting
   Luring you away from me
   Smiles that promise much
   But mean so little
   And a voice as sweet as Lorelei
   Come into my arms delicious boy
   And I see you fall
   I see you fall
   Passionately fall for it…
   Lips so red and eyes so tempting
   ******* so full and so inviting
WHY IS THERE NO SWITCH ON THIS CONVEYOR BELT?